Last Few

B-B-BuckRoll Momma I could never relate to rappers, Rolling forty niggas deep Cuz it was always me and Phil Rolling in a Jeep Smoking on a sweet But it was stuffed with that sour shit Trynna get this weight up off our chest, Like we powerlift And drugs always seem to make my judgment cloudiest So dependent on the plug It made me feel powerless Scared to go to sleep Cuz I been battling paralysis And ain't nobody here to snap me out of it So now I just stay up The internet make life seem Like it's a layup Why my shit like a 360 windmill and Jay if you hear this Nigga we should be friends still Regardless how either of our chicks feel We brothers for life My mother always told me loyalty gon come with a price I never paid it Cuz they only came when money was tight I had to eat them struggle meals a big chunk of my life Was taking sugar with the butter mixing enough with the rice Ain't get no fucking advice But I still kept my spirits high Like uncomfortable flights Cuz I know my time coming Might be coming tonight One hand on gun, the other hand on the mic Cuz i don't know which one Gon save my life Think I might've lost the girl I should've made my wife Heard you got a new man Okay that's nice I know you still gon let me come through And lay that a pipe Baby tell me am I lying It's hard to keep giving you my all When you don't even notice That I'm trying Shit hurts me every time And bae I'm telling you the truth I'm okay to lose everyone I love If it means I don't lose you I'm down to my last few